Thanks for staying tuned.
I'll get there. Or better yet, We will get there!
I am trying to resume my pen as well as conduct some interviews ... Whenever I am at a monotonous task at the ponds, alone, or driving the Highway 93 (lately we’ve been making the long trip to Darby with some frequency), I find myself dreaming about stories and articles I could write, as of old; but my evening exhaustion, when I return famished, parched, mud-caked and hunched over, serves to undo all the good intentions. I should be happier if I could keep up the good fight.
Did that not seem like my regular writing? A little old-fashion in style? OK, I confess; I was channeling Nathaniel Hawthorne:
I am trying to resume my pen ... Whenever I sit alone, or walk alone, I find myself dreaming about stories, as of old; but these forenoons in the Custom House undo all that the afternoons and evenings have done. I should be happier if I could write.[48]
On the other hand, I’m very happy to have full-time work; what kind of company or institution would hire me if they discovered my substack? For now, the pond is my customs house.
But come fall, I’ll be only semi-employed again, and thus able to devote much more time to the good fight. And with all the war and destruction, and threats of bigger wars, and Palantir looming here at home, the fight is more important than ever.
On that note, here’s an announcement:
In the month of June, I’m going to have some help from abroad. Two foreign friends will be here in the Bitterroot, and they have video-editing skills that I want to take advantage of, to turn articles in videos. If you read an article that you think would gain a wider audience by being broadcast in video form, with all the pizazz of a kla.tv-produced news video, send me the link. (local and connected friends- that can be via Signal, Telegram, e-mail, or just telling me about it in a phone call or better yet in person)
In other news, my mom has Covid. They were warning about a new strain at the retirement home and suggested everyone get a booster. Mom got her booster. Then she got Covid. The shot was free, but the Paxlovid by Phizer to treat it is over $700. Now mom is angry.
me-Mom, stop taking the shot.
Mom- What?
me- Stop taking the Covid shot. Everyone in my immediate family got Covid, or whatever the cold was that was going around in 2020, and then we were done. I have lots of friends who have the same story- they got covid or some form of bad flu or cold once, in 2020. Then nothing throughout the whole ‘pandemic’. But it seems everyone I know who got the shot kept getting covid. Think about it. Stop taking the shot!
Mom- Well, I’m done, for now. The next one isn’t until September.
me-Don’t take it. I’m warning you
Mom- We’ll see.
NPR continues to push poison. The other day the 6:21 alarm went off and they were talking about HHS recommending that flouride be removed from drinking water. Again they went to experts who were very worried. The science doesn’t support removing flouride, it does wonders against tooth decay, etc. The normal crap. Morning NPR is just horrible. In the afternoon, it’s actually not bad. Some of the music shows are excellent, even if some others can’t help themselves, and must make the show political somehow. The other afternoon I listened to some tribute to trans-feminine composers. Actually some of the pieces weren’t bad. The interviews with the composers were retarted, but the music was OK. That night on the regular classical program I heard a piece I'm surprised I’d never heard before. It’s a magnificent violin composition by Spanish composer Sarasate, called Zigeunerweisen. Have a listen, magnificent! (and I found a Spanish violinist to boot)
Trans feminine composers. Wow! When I walk through the music library at UW in Milwaukee, I see they have set up a gay composers showcase. What does being gay or trans have to do with music? I was recently rejected as a singer songwriter category at the Jazz Gallery in Milwaukee. The reason being that they don't showcase singer songwriters, just experimental stuff. But a few months later, I noticed they were having a special night for queer singer songwriters.
Hi DW.
Just sitting here listening for the first time ... but my Japanese friend immediately named the song and composer! That's what I get for being a jazzer.
Oh, and sorry to hear about your mom. Despite my 20 years experience running the bio-labs at TUJ (though for non-STEM majors), my mom was fully up with her jabs when she passed away last year due to accelerated neurological problems. And my sis continues to send me 15 second clips of Kennedy in a gotcha moment, but refuses to read 'The Real Anthony Fauci'. Like too many other Americans, she doesn't do books.
Cheers.